A god's tantrum. A world's scream.
And I, a witness, cursed to carry the memory.
The blood of dragons flows in my veins, but it feels like ice now.
The power that once surged through me, a torrent of fire, is now a cold ember.
Valyria…
And I, a witness, cursed to carry the memory.
The blood of dragons flows in my veins, but it feels like ice now.
The power that once surged through me, a torrent of fire, is now a cold ember.
Valyria…